The people on the cliff really left this time, and Liu Yunqing fell again.

But a bitter feeling welled up in my heart. Just when I thought I had won a glimmer of hope, I found myself on another dead end.

Is it truly fate that has ordained her?

No matter how unwilling Liu Yunqing was, under these circumstances, she could only close her eyes and gamble with her life.

What if?

She can be reborn, she can discover the tree that grew out of nowhere, what if it's just a coincidence?

Thinking about how he had just expressed his lofty ambitions and was now pinning his hopes on a miracle, Liu Yunqing couldn't help but give a bitter smile.

"Young benefactor, if you are alright, could you please get up from this humble monk's body?"

Before Liu Yunqing could even laugh, a clear, gentle male voice rang out.

That sound!

That sound!

Is it him?!

Upon hearing this voice, Liu Yunqing, who was on the verge of unconsciousness due to the double blow of being seriously injured and falling off a cliff, instantly regained consciousness.

She didn't hear what the other person said; she just wanted to quickly verify if the person speaking was the one she was thinking of.

Liu Yunqing was already on the verge of unconsciousness, barely holding on by a thread, and couldn't even get up.

Seeing that she was in bad shape, the man sighed softly with pity and said:

"Young benefactor, I apologize for any offense."

After saying that, he covered Liu Yunqing with spiritual energy in his palm, helped her up, and then sat up to check her injuries.

To my surprise, when I looked up, I was met with a young face covered in tears.

Suddenly, a torrent of tears streamed down her face, which was covered in blood, mud, and tangled hair, leaving two deep rivulets.

To be honest, Liu Yunqing looked terrible when she cried at this moment.

Wu Chen felt that this girl must have suffered a great injustice to cry so pitifully... and was also pleasantly surprised?

That feeling of peace and relief, the joy of being freed from countless burdens.

After reflecting on his family background countless times and confirming that none of his relatives were twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, Wuchen could only ask:

"Young benefactor, is your wound in great pain... or do you recognize this humble monk?"

Liu Yunqing certainly knew him.

If Wuchen hadn't passed by the Liu family in her past life, discovered her soul which was unable to enter the cycle of reincarnation, and taken pity on her, nurturing her in prayer beads, she would have long since been annihilated, and naturally, she wouldn't be where she is today.

Leaving aside the kindness of nurturing his soul, the friendship of a hundred years alone makes him the closest person in Liu Yunqing's heart.

She had planned to go find Wuchen after escaping.

Unexpectedly, Wuchen saved her life once again.

However, the current Wuchen is the Wuchen who has not yet passed by the Liu family, so naturally he does not know her.

Liu Yunqing glanced at the prayer beads on Wuchen's wrist, restrained her emotions, and obediently lowered her eyes, saying:

"I don't know him at all, and I am very grateful to the master for saving my life."

Wuchen still had doubts in his eyes, but since Liu Yunqing wouldn't say, he didn't ask further. He simply chanted a Buddhist prayer:

"It was nothing, young benefactor, please don't take it to heart."

Liu Yunqing was very obedient; before the voice, as pure as a Buddhist chant, had even faded, she fainted peacefully.

"Ah, this..."

...

Perhaps subconsciously knowing that she was safe, Liu Yunqing slept soundly until dawn the next day, when she naturally opened her eyes to the sound of birdsong in the forest.

She glanced around and saw Wuchen sitting cross-legged by a stream not far away.

His slightly worn gray-white monk's robes accentuated Wuchen's refined and otherworldly figure, making him appear even more ethereal.

The soft sunlight filtering through the layers of white mist fell on Wuchen's shoulders, as if draping him in a sacred robe of universal salvation.

Liu Yunqing couldn't help but put her hands together, close her eyes, and bow to Wuchen.

Noticing the commotion, Wuchen got up and looked over. His handsome, refined but slightly pale face held a hint of a childlike smile.

“I have already treated your injuries, young benefactor.”

"If you feel alright, I will take you home so that your family won't worry."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yunqing's tears came faster than her thoughts could process.

Before he could even come up with an excuse, he was already pitifully tugging at the spotless monk's robe, pleading:

"May the master protect me!"

“I am not my mother’s biological child. She wants to sell me to buy cultivation resources for her son.”

"Please, Master, have pity on me and take me away from this place! I don't want to go back, I don't want to die!"

go home?

She hasn't had a home for a hundred years.

As for the Liu family?

It's just that she doesn't have the strength right now; otherwise, she really would have to go back and take those people's lives.

What she needs to do now is seek the protection of Wuchen and then activate the drop of essence blood in her heart to cultivate.

As long as I successfully embark on the path of cultivation in this life, even if Liu Yunzhao covets that drop of essence blood, I won't be at his mercy.

Hmph! The heart's blood of blood relatives?

She's not a member of the Liu family at all, so where would she get any blood relatives?

Even if that's the case, why only take hers and not the blood and sweat of her little brother?

It was just that Liu Yunzhao knew some secrets that even I didn't know in my previous life, and he coveted the treasures I possessed.

If her soul hadn't witnessed those things after her death, it would have been in vain even if she were to be reborn.

The reasons were too complicated for Liu Yunqing to explain to Wuchen one by one. She could only bring up the mother and son's original plans to gain sympathy.

She knew that Wuchen, though seemingly aloof and distant, was actually the kindest and softest-hearted person.

Wuchen, as expected, did not suspect anything. Having spent several years in the mortal world, he had seen far too many such things.

In the cultivation world where mortals are as insignificant as weeds, a woman without qualifications is often treated unkindly even by her own family.

Wuchen thought for a moment, then said with a hint of guilt that was hard for others to detect:

"It's not that this humble monk is unwilling to take you away, but the journey of a cultivator is fraught with peril, and this humble monk's strength is meager..."

Liu Yunqing understood the other person's worries and didn't want to put her savior in a difficult position, so before the other person could speak, she took the initiative to say:

"Master, there is no need to worry. I only ask to stay away from the Liu family. I have no other desires."

Hearing her say that, Wuchen looked at Liu Yunqing with pity, then stopped refusing and nodded, giving her some advice:

"My master has foreseen that I have some karmic connection here, and you will have to wait for me here for some time... Huh?"

As Wuchen spoke, he took out his prayer beads to examine them. The next moment, a rare look of youthful bewilderment appeared on his face, and then his gaze shifted to Liu Yunqing with surprise.

"The mark left by Master has disappeared. Could it be that the cause and effect of that incident was actually you, young benefactor?"

Liu Yunqing didn't notice the change in the prayer beads, and her clear eyes showed a hint of confusion.

"Then...it must be me, right?"

So, Wuchen's arrival at the Liu family in his previous life was not unintentional?

If that's the case, then what Master Wuchen calculated in this life—was it her soul or her living self?

What does he know?

Liu Yunqing unconsciously touched her chest, then heard Wuchen ask with some concern:

"Young benefactor, are you feeling unwell? If you cannot continue your journey for the time being, please find a place to rest before you continue."

Liu Yunqing snapped out of her daze, grinned, revealing a row of white teeth, and said obediently:

"I feel fine, please take me away now, Master!"

"By the way, my name is Liu Yunqing. Master, you can just call me by my given name from now on."

“Amitabha Buddha, my Buddhist name is Wuchen.”

Having completed half of the task assigned by his master, Wuchen felt relaxed. After exchanging introductions, they took out a bowl-shaped ritual implement.

Liu Yunqing excitedly climbed into the bowl, thinking to herself that this flying magic artifact was great. Once inside, even if she passed by the Liu family, no one would be able to see her.

Her idea was good, but her worries were unnecessary.

Except for a group of people who came looking for them shortly after they left the bottom of the cliff, nothing happened until they left the Liu family's territory.

Looking at the Fuliu Mountain Range, which had shrunk to a small black dot in her field of vision, Liu Yunqing's stiff shoulders relaxed, and she let out a soft breath.

Whether this journey was a cruel twist of fate or a blessing from heaven remains to be seen.

Wu Chen didn't understand her feelings about escaping death, and hesitated before speaking:

"Benefactor Yunqing, what are your thoughts on your future life?"